Daddy’s Girl

I was always a bit of a daddy’s girl growing up – bar, perhaps, during my rebellious teenage years when I wanted to be an independent woman who knew better than anyone else and did the exact opposite of what she was told to do.

But, I have found that, the older I get, the more I understand where my parents were coming from and that, yes, they were right… *some* of the time (although I might not tell them that part!) And, actually, I now appreciate the time I do get to spend with them.

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